Well… I had another shitty weigh-in this morning: I was up 0.2 lbs. That is NOT the way the scale is supposed to be moving. I cried a lot. All during Weight Watchers. In the car on the way home. To my mom on the phone. To Dave in the kitchen. I cried it all out. And then I felt so much better.

But that made us later for our workout. And the waterworks almost started again when we got to Zilker Park, and I can thisclose to bailing on our workout entirely. Then I yelled at Dave (!), pouted some, and finally decided to just do the f*cking workout.

Very mature and well-adjusted.

Once we got down to business, the workout was a good one. Our location was perfect: we went north through Zilker for the running part of the workout and had a lovely, grassy spot in the shade under a big ol’ tree for the middle section of the workout.

For time:

Run 1 mile

100 pushups

200 situps

300 squats

Run 1 mile

What a beast! I loved it, but this was a workout that fought back. Talk about relentless!

My time: 41:40

Then we hiked up the greenbelt to Taco Deli for breakfast and talked some more about my diet, my attitude, my body. I might have been ranting, but the squirrels and trees didn’t seem to mind.By the time I’d finished eating (ham+egg+spinach on corn, mole pork on corn), the only remnant of my meltdown was the red rim around my eyes. The fresh air and bright light worked their magic, and I came to some smart conclusions about how to manage myself during Mission 17. More on that tomorrow in my Spartan/Mission 17 report.

Big hugs of thanks to Dave (a.k.a., the rock) and to the rest of you sweeties who’ve been sending me words of encouragement and support. I’m a fortunate girl, and you are best-quality friends.

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Here’s to Dave and to a great workout time. That was a beast. And by the looks of it, you still had the Spartan spirit lurking somewhere deep inside you. It ain’t going anywhere…even if you have a “meltdown”. Now can you give me some??

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